Chen Jianping fainted, in a trance, vaguely felt that there were black shadows shaking in front of him from time to time, his mind was sometimes chaotic, sometimes sober, when he was chaotic, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a puddle of mud, and he couldn't struggle at all; when he was awake, he thought of the many earth-shattering changes in the past few days, and his heart was full of colic.

So back and forth, I don't know how long it took, Chen Jianping opened his eyes without warning, he looked at the roof blankly, there was silence all around, the breeze blew, and the windows and doors sounded softly.

Suddenly, a strong sense of sadness and loneliness surged into Chen Jianping's heart, almost overwhelming him, Chen Jianping turned his head and neck slightly, and suddenly affected the wounds on his shoulders and chest, and the pain was severe for a while.

Chen Jianping paused for a moment, gathered enough mental strength, endured the pain and gritted his teeth to stand up, and a huge Taoist character hanging on the opposite wall came into view, Chen Jianping "buzzed" in his head, and immediately understood that he was in the Ziyun Palace, and after a closer look, it was still the room where he lived when he first entered the Ziyun Palace.

Chen Jianping gasped and stood up, struggling to move outside the house, although it was evening at the moment, but Chen Jianping was in a coma for many days, and when he walked to the door of the house, the afterglow of the sunset came into view, and it looked dazzling and abnormal, Chen Jianping blocked the light with one hand, held the door frame with the other, and walked into the hospital.

In the small courtyard in front of him, I don't know how many times I have dreamed of it over the years, seeing that Zhao Dazhuang's door is closed, everything is still the same as it was, in the confusion, Chen Jianping even felt as if nothing had happened, but the pain on his body and the blood stains on his body cruelly reminded him that everything had really happened.

Everything in the courtyard is obviously still in its original state, and the small stone table is still by the door, and the expectations of the paintings on the stone table are slowly blurred by the passage of time.

Chen Jianping looked at these, he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe, and everything was frozen in the way he was when he was a little disciple of Ziyun Palace.

Chen Jianping slowly pushed open the door of Zhao Dazhuang's room, although the thatched hut was very simple, but the interior was clean and spotless, the bedding utensils were neat, there was a bunch of wild flowers in the mountains by the window, and the corner of the simple and neat square table was placed with the exercises that Chen Jianping left to Ji Xiaowu and Zhao Dazhuang.

Chen Jianping took this exercise experience in his hand and thought: "In the past few years, although I have worshipped Wu Dazhuang, the only thing I did for him was only to give him this painless exercise experience, and when he died, Dazhuang actually died for himself."

At this moment, Chen Jianping really felt the pain in his heart like a heavy blow, tears welled up in his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

Chen Jianping staggered out of Wu Dazhuang's house, leaning against the wall, panting heavily, a sense of indescribable pain that had never been seen in his life, tightly surrounding him.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps from behind you, and an old voice said: "You have just recovered from a serious injury, and your qi is weak and bloody, so your heart is agitated, and it will definitely aggravate your injuries." ”

As soon as Chen Jianping heard this voice, he knew who was behind him, he was full of guilt, turned around with difficulty, raised his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, only to see that Uncle Chang Jing in front of him had a gloomy face, his eyes were full of bloodshots, he was already raunchy, but at this moment he looked even more depressed, Chen Jianping half-opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Chang Jing waved his hand at Chen Jianping, signaled him not to say anything, gently put down the Taoist book in his hand, walked to the windowsill, sat on the stone bench he used to sit on every day, sighed long, took out the cigarette pouch pinned to his waist, and said while loading tobacco leaves: "People can't be resurrected after death, and now you yourself are a mess, why are you so obsessed with people who have died?"

Although Uncle Chang Jing is elegant and has always had a strange personality, Chen Jianping didn't feel strange in his heart when he heard him say this, but seeing Uncle Chang Jing's demeanor and demeanor, it was obviously not as relaxed as he said.

Although Uncle Liu Xiao is not his own brother, but the two of them are from the same family as Master Lu Zhengshan, and they are like brothers and sisters.

Chen Jianping stood silently by the wall, took two puffs of cigarette quietly, and said slowly: "You are in a mess in your body at the moment, the poison of the snake has overflowed, if you are lucky, immediately stimulate the poison of the snake, this kind of strange poison in the world, when you die, over time, what impact will it have on yourself, it is not known now, but there will be no good thing after all!"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jianping's mouth, and he said softly: "What worse result can there be now?"

Chang Jing sighed again, knocked the cigarette ash in the pot in the bag of eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Listen to my little old man's words, you still have to be careful, the hundred-year-old exercises in the jade bone ring are very different from the Xuanyumen exercises you have practiced, it's okay at this moment, if time goes by, your Xuanyumen exercises will deepen your cultivation, and the two will inevitably conflict, and then it will be unpredictable!"

Chen Jianping's heart was empty, ignoring the words of the medicine smashing immortal, he slowly raised his head, and said lazily: "Isn't the worst result just death? ”

Chang Jing snorted heavily, and said sharply: "Death, the beauty you want! If the poison of the snake is allowed to develop, sooner or later one day you will invade the brain and become crazy, and at that time, you will be a big tumor that will plague the world, and if you look at the world, no matter how powerful the demon cult and demon are not as good as you." ”

"The power in your jade bone ring now can only help you restrain the poison of the snake, if you want to fundamentally restrain the poison of the snake, after all, you have to practice your own original internal force, that is, the Xuanyu True Sutra exercises, but the stronger you practice the Xuanyu Gate exercises, the more you will conflict with the exercises in the jade bone ring, hmph! At that time, you will go retrograde in the meridians of your whole body, and your death will be extremely tragic, but if you abandon it and do not practice, you will not be able to restrain the poison of the snake......"

Without waiting for Chang Jing to finish speaking, Chen Jianping, who was standing against the wall, let out a low laugh, the laughter became louder and louder, and in the end, Chen Jianping almost laughed wildly on his back, for a long time, Chen Jianping stopped laughing, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Uncle, I want to have such an adventure, it can be regarded as unprecedented, right?"

Seeing this, Chang Jing's eyes flashed a trace of unbearability, only to see him gently insert the cigarette pouch back into his waist, and said to Chen Jianping: "All beings in the world, mediocre people, nine out of ten, what you have encountered, and yourself, may be a great disaster, and from the perspective of others, it may be an enviable adventure, the key depends on what you think in your heart!"

Chen Jianping raised his head painfully and muttered, "I just want to be that little beggar in Sangye Village in Southern Xinjiang, I just want to be an apprentice from Ziyun Palace!"

After Chang Jing listened, the muscles on his face moved slightly, and he slowly got up and walked to the house, only to see him slowly turn around when he arrived at the door, and said softly: "Ping'er, at this moment, the depth of the suffering in your heart, I'm afraid only you can understand it, but you need to know that nine times out of ten those who are unsatisfactory in life, where to go, but you have to decide for yourself, but don't let down those dead undead!"

Chen Jianping's heart was shocked, and in an instant, Qin Baichuan, Liu Qingquan, Qi Ruoxue, Lu Zhengshan, Chang Jing, Zhao Dazhuang, these people quickly came into mind, Chen Jianping only felt that his chest was full of breath, he suddenly withdrew his right hand holding the wall, looked at Chang Jing's room, and was stunned.

Unconsciously, a full moon has been hanging high in the sky, in the silence, Chen Jianping stood in the courtyard, only to see his fists clenched, under the window of Changjing, solemnly bowed three times, turned around and came out of the courtyard, then, Chen Jianping had a breath of air in his chest, his body was originally full of pain, but at this moment he was also walking briskly, he was young and healthy, his practice had already been successful, and the foundation was extremely stable, at this moment it was like being reborn, and the injury suddenly improved a lot.

After a few steps, he walked to the bottom of the back cliff, recalling that he was angry and fell to the bottom of this cliff, and it was already a matter of things and people in just a few years, as if there was really a destiny in the dark, Chen Jianping didn't think about it anymore, and mobilized the true qi in his body and rose up.

Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sky, in the dark night, I saw that the entire Ziyun Palace was full of white candles, and between the houses and houses, white curtains and white flags were hung, Chen Jianping remembered the friendship between his uncle and his younger brother.

knelt on the ground, and silently recited in his heart: "Chen Jianping, a disciple of the unscrupulous disciple, has the virtue of the teacher's teachings, the grace of nurturing, and the unfortunate death of his uncle, but he has no face to live between heaven and earth, and when his wish is fulfilled, he will come to the grave of the master and apologize for his sins!" Thinking of this, he sighed, turned into a gray shadow, and galloped away.

In front of the Ningxin Hall of Ziyun Palace, Geng Jingyun held his uncle in his hand, and stood in front of the door wearing linen and filial piety, he seemed to feel something, looking in the direction of the cliff in the back mountain, the night sky was deep, the stars were dotted, everything was as usual and the same was the same, Geng Jingyun was frowning, looking at the night sky in a daze.

Chen Jianping let out a long sigh, turned around and galloped quickly, the wind was whistling in his ears, the grass and trees on both sides retreated rapidly, a pride gushed out of his chest, and the true qi in his body was flowing rapidly, only to see him leaping fast, and the night wind swept across his cheeks like a knife.

Chen Jianping clenched his right hand tightly in his sword, thinking: "Since I am already in this reincarnation, I will stick to my own path and break out of a world where I am the master!"

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, identified the direction, and galloped towards the area of East Medicine Mountain.